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About Me

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My name is mia

And I'd love to get to know you.

mia's

+thunderstorms
+hot chocolate
+singing in the shower
+anime
+cities
+piercings
+colorful things

mia's

-dead cell phones
-war movies
-losing touch
-bugs
-popping balloons
-drugs

so, a little about me. my real name is emelia, but i like to be called mia. i have two brothers, and two dogs. i love thunderstorms and cooking when it's artsy, and i enjoy looking at pretty pictures of far away places. i love music, especially musicians like clint mansell, camui gackt, and scott matthew, because they make me feel intensely. when i'm sad i take long showers and i draw a lot, but when i'm happy i move around a lot and hum. i like to pretend i can speak japanese already, though i can't. i love drinking hot chocolate no matter what time of year it is, especially when it's topped off with whipped cream and drizzled in chocolate sauce. very fattening, but worth the smiles. almost anyone can see that i love anime, but it's not a huge obsession. the only thing i am really into like that would be him. his name is andrew peter pearson.

he is one of the strangest men i've ever met, and i've never been more attracted to anyone in mind, body and soul than i have this guy. we've been together for several months now, and i've never been stronger and happier. he's always there for me, he's thoughtful, he's sweet, he's silly, and he's become my world. he's the reason i'm living today. he's my protector, my lover, and my best friend. he's extremely handsome when he wants to be, he's in tune with me, he's always nice even when he's picking on me. i've never felt once that he was a mistake, and i feel that someday he, if he can put up with me that is, will be my husband. he's absolutely perfect for me, even if he doesn't make the best decisions and is kinda a dork sometimes. i've never been so sure about anyone, as i am about him. he's my everything, and i'll love him until the end of my days.

My Blog

&&Shes become more of a fuck up than she can stand

So what does she do. she desperately blogs about it. She's so ashamed of herself she won't even refer to herself as I. She feels helpless, weak, stupid, and most of all, a burden. What has happened to...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 10:50:00 GMT

Poor Pilgrim of Sorrow

Poetry time. :3 Mia has a special one this time. this one is a comtemplation of text taken from the song "Poor Pilgrim Of Sorrow"- enjoy. "Lost in Sorrow" You know sometimes, I get a little ...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Apr 2008 18:54:00 GMT

Is it real?

the heart that beats so feverishly inside this chest feels like plastic,synthetic emotions that flow through these veins which spike inside the chest,the one that sill holds the heart ever so racing.a...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 17:52:00 GMT

[;;And she has never felt so...]

Haha. So I was writing this my first time and some how a few clicks got me back to nothing. I had about two full paragraphs as well. Ah well, its no big deal. I could write about this forever. So nor...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Feb 2008 21:52:00 GMT

[Feeling as good as love, you could cause you can so you do]

Feeling so good Surmountable joy A love that deploys All sadness in my&   Feeling so good So happy, so free Knew that we could be Knew that we should be   Feeling so good Our lives will b...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Feb 2008 13:07:00 GMT

[She just cant seem to escape from this fate.]

at this temperature she is driven into a wall. and through her mind she can't find an escape to hide from the pain. the hurt she blames herself for his fall again and again she's failed to hold them...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Feb 2008 08:14:00 GMT